Tales of Mysery::Accepting & Just starting!Lots of openings!

[Birdsie]

17 | Pifler| Ozzy | In the Rebel Camp

"Oh," was all Oscar said for a moment. "Well if you don't want my company i'll just le-" He paused mid-sentence as he looked over at RJ who was not only with another girl but an older boy. He didn't know what feelings were overcoming him, but they certainly weren't good. He cleared his throat and turned back to the girl. "I-I could help you. I have nothing else to do."

((gonna wait for his response lol))

[subtle fox]

Trisa Kallen - age 18 - Rebel Camp - Shifter

Nothing else to do? In this place? Trisa shook her head, amused and a little jealous. "You can help if you know how to sew," she answered, head pointed forwards as she finished repairing the jeans, tying a neat knot before cutting it with her teeth. She had scissors, but she needed to sharpen them, and had forgotten to do so last night. Maybe she'd find a nice spot in the woods during her walk and sharpen them there.

[Ephraim]

Eren Xen : 15 : Vervex : Central Mysery Library

"Well, I'm looking for..." Eren trailed off, unsure of how to continue. What exactly am I looking for? As he thought about it, he realized he had left the girl hanging. "To be perfectly honest, I don't know what I'm looking for. I'm lost and just escaped from..." Again, he stopped. He knew that people with gifts were generally not welcome, and his was one that could cause severe damage to an entire community. He unconsciously grabbed his right hand, hiding his yellow mark. "I mean, I'm from out of town, and extremely lost. I was wondering if you could help me get out of the city. I need to get out of here, quickly."

[jules_]

Quinn Leon l 18 l Necromancer l Jamestown

Quinn was about to respond, before both the boy and his chair went crashing to the ground. Jumping out of her seat purely on reflex, she ran over to make sure that he hadn't suffered some horrible head wound, but only found him laughing. Sighing in relief, she offered him her hand to help him up. "You nearly gave me a heart attack." she informed him, although she couldn't help but to laugh along with him, as falling out of your chair was pretty ridiculous.

[Birdsie]

17 | Pifler| Ozzy | In the Rebel Camp

Letting out an exasperated sigh Oscar plopped down to the ground and stared into the distance. He mostly just watched the trees but every now and again he would look at RJ to see what she was doing. Occasionally, too, he'd look up at Trisa. "Can you teach me?" He asked in a small voice, as if he were a child waiting to learn something new, but knew he wasn't allowed to.

19 | Empath | Christopher Storms| In Jamestown

As soon as he stopped laughing, which took a while because he had to laugh some more at Quinn's response, he took the girl's hand and helped himself up. "I'm sorry I almost gave you a heart attack." He said ever-so-cheekily before looking around. He watched as more people gathered around the town. A few had looked by, probably to see if everything was alright with the clanging chair and all, but none had stopped to help. He shrugged, it was usual human behavior. "Oh shoot!" He murmured before twisting his back to check his violin case. He noticed the makeshift bag on the ground and bent down to open it up. He let out a sigh of relief as he saw no damage had been done to his baby, not severely anyway. Dusting off the instrument he put it back in his bag and looked at Quinn with an awkward smile. "So...Where's that coffee?"

[jules_]

Quinn Leon l 18 l Necromancer l Jamestown

"It should be coming soon" she answered, and sure enough, their waiter had dropped the drinks off during the chair debacle. Raising her eyebrows, she sat back down in her chair, her heart finally returning to a normal beat. "So, your violin, how long have you played?" she asked, taking a sip of her coffee. It was good, strong black coffee. "You play well, so I assume it's been a while. You're lucky it didn't break, instruments like that are expensive and fragile. You would almost think they do that on purpose."

[KAZ2Y5WinchesterBaby]

:: Murphy MacManus :: 21 :: Single :: Shape-Shifter :: Rebel Camp

Smiling at the two girls he could tell the food was the main reason for the good mood. He blushed a little at the sight of Xlina blushing. Never knowing he had that effect on women he noticed the small amount of food they both had and looked at his little sandwich. "Aye, this was a wonderful meal and a wonderful morning. Ya still hungry, you can have mine." He should them both the small sandwich he had made from the egg and tomato. It did make the food taste better at the same time as fill his small stomach. Being a shifter was difficult cause the less food he had the harder and more exhausting it was to shift. But the sight of two women, both just as skinny as he, made him want to share. It was only polite and he was in a great mood.

[Birdsie]

19 | Empath | Christopher Storms| In Jamestown

Chris nodded vigorously, he knew exactly what she meant. Of course they made it so fragile, then they'd make even more money when something so beautiful got as simple a scratch. He pulled his coffee towards him and took a sip. He immediately made a face of disgust, nearly gagging on the strong flavors in the cup. "Oh God. How can you drink this stuff?" He said staring at the cup in disbelief. How dare someone pass this off as a drink. Licking his lips to cleanse the caffeine that still stuck there, he pushed his cup back towards the center of the table.

17 | Healer | Xylina | In the Rebel Camp

Xylina bit her lip, looking at the sandwich and the contents of her own bowl. She absolutely adored tomatoes, but she couldn't eat anymore, she should save it for someone else. But the fruit was so tempting. "Can we trade?" She asked in a small voice as she looked up at Murphy with big golden eyes. She noticed his eyes were bright blue a smiled a bit before realizing how rude she must have sounded asking to trade food like that. Looking down again, she mentally face-palmed. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she repeated the words over and over again in her head.

[goranski.]

Was Stormie accepted?

[Birdsie]

Yes, indeed.